Brick looked questioningly at his brother. "What? What do you mean?" "You know what I mean," The green one answered, holding Boomer in the air. "We wouldn't have to hear his annoying babbling all the time anymore," Butch pointed out. "Besides, more room on our bed!"
"True," Brick thought. "But what about when we leave for the day? We can't just take him with us."
"You're right," Butch moaned. The boys floated down to the ground and set their mutt brother on the floor. "For now," Brick sighed. "Let's just take him home."
The boys set Boomer on the couch. Boomer laid down, and yawned. Maybe he would of been better off with the girls. Not only would he get more attention, he would be trusted. I should of gone with them... Boomer thought as he drifted off to sleep.
Boomer was in a tight space in the woods. I must be lost, he thought. Then her heard a large movement in the brambles behind him. He turned to see another blond dog searching around.
"Bubbles is that you?" He asked.
"Hm? Oh, it's you." She answered sweetly. "You knew I was here, why do you need to ask if it's me?"
"Er-" Before he could say anything, five more dogs came out behind her.
"Find anything Boomer?" An orange furred dog asked. Boomer could tell it was Brick.
"What?" He asked confused.
"You mean you've been sitting here the whole time doing nothing?!" Brick barked. "We're hungry,"
Before he knew it, he was being held down by Buttercup. "Get some food or die. It's the rule of the forest."
I must be lost...